walking by

Your grand dad left home for the circius
He was young just like me, with hope to explore
He married a girl in Virginia
She could swing the trapeze
And they could sleep on the floor.

Your mother was born in december
On the one sunny day that winter gave up.
She had warm summer eyes, that flickered like fireflies
When she stared at the world.

Why do you leave these stories unfinished
My cheshire cat doorstop with tears in her eyes?
Why do you look when you've already found it
And what did you find that could leave you walking by?

She was raised in a New England village
Then she moved to LA with her firefly stare
She loved sunset strip when it sparkled
You grew up and you sparkled, but why don't you care?

And why do you leave these stories unfinished
My cheshire cat doorstop with tears in her eyes?
Why do you look when you've already found me,
And what did you find that could leave you walking by?

These nights I get high just from breathing
When I lie here with you I'm sure that I'm real
Like those fireworks over the freeway
I could stay here all day but that's not how you feel.

So why do you leave these questions unanswered
The circus awaits and you're already gone
The cheshire cat doorstop with fear in your smile
What makes it so easy for you to be walking by?
what did I do that you can't seem to want me?
And why do we lie here and whisper goodbye's?
And where can I go where your pictures won't haunt me?
What makes it so easy for you to be walking by?